Chapter 186: Chapter 187: Dont Tease Me Aria
Aria moved to the edge and carefully stepped into the water. It was perfectly warm....almost hot....and it felt incredible against her skin. She waded deeper, the water rising to her waist, then her chest.
Before she could find her own spot to sit, Damien reached out and pulled her against him, positioning her back to his front, settling her between his spread legs.
And immediately, she felt it.
His cock, hard and thick and pulsing with heat, pressed insistently against the small of her back.
She gasped, her body going rigid at the contact. He was so hard. So ready. The thick length of him burned against her skin even through the water.
Aria smiled and deliberately rocked her ass back against him, grinding slowly.
Damien’s hands tightened on her hips, his breath hissing out between his teeth. "Easy," he warned, his voice strained. "Don’t tease me, Aria, or you won’t like the outcome."
She looked back at him over her shoulder, her eyes dancing with mischief and desire. "What if I want to tease you?"
Damien shook his head, his expression caught between amusement and raw need. "You’re going to be the end of me, Aria."
Then his mouth was on hers, claiming her in a deep, possessive kiss that made her head spin. His tongue swept into her mouth, tasting, exploring, dominating, while his hands roamed over her wet skin.
When he finally broke the kiss, they were both breathing hard.
"You look so beautiful like this, Aria," he murmured against her ear. "So fucking beautiful. Wet and naked and completely mine." One of his hands slid up to cup her breast, thumb brushing over her nipple in a way that made her gasp. "You deserve to be rewarded for looking this perfect."
His other hand slid down her stomach, moving with deliberate intent between her thighs. Aria spread her legs instinctively, giving him access, and Damien groaned at her responsiveness.
"So good for me. Your body knows exactly what it needs, doesn’t it?"
His fingers found her entrance, and even through the water, he could feel how wet she was...how ready. He pushed two fingers inside easily, curling them to hit that spot deep inside that made her cry out.
"Damien!" Her voice echoed off the stone walls, desperate and needy.
"Just feel," he murmured against her neck, his other hand still working her breast, rolling her nipple between his fingers. "Let me make you feel good, Aria. Let me show you how much I worship this body."
He worked her slowly, building the pleasure gradually, in no rush despite his own painful arousal. His thumb found her clit, circling with practiced pressure while his fingers moved inside her in a steady, devastating rhythm.
Aria leaned back against him completely, her head falling onto his shoulder, surrendering to his touch with absolute trust. The vulnerability in that gesture....the way she let herself be completely open to him....made Damien’s chest tight with emotion.
"That’s it," he encouraged, his voice rough. "Just like that, Aria. Let go for me, baby. I’ve got you."
Her breathing quickened, her hips beginning to move against his hand, chasing the pleasure he was building inside her. Damien increased the pace, feeling her inner walls tighten around his fingers, feeling the tremors beginning in her body.
"Come for me, Aria," he commanded. "Let me feel it. Let me feel you fall apart."
She shattered with a cry that echoed beautifully off the stone walls, her body convulsing in his arms, her pussy clamping down on his fingers so hard it almost hurt. Damien worked her through it, prolonging the pleasure, drawing out every wave until she was gasping and trembling and barely able to breathe.
"One," he murmured against her ear. "That’s one orgasm. But I’m not done with you yet. Not even close."
Before Aria could fully recover, Damien stood up, water streaming off his body, and lifted her in his arms. He carried her to the opposite edge of the pool where a flat stone surface jutted out just above the waterline....perfectly positioned for what he had in mind.
He laid her down on the warm stone, her body still trembling from the orgasm, her eyes glazed with pleasure, her lips parted as she struggled to catch her breath.
"Spread your legs," Damien commanded, his voice pure authority. "I want to see all of you."
Aria’s legs fell open, and before she could say anything...before she could even think....Damien’s head dove between her thighs and his mouth was on her pussy.
"Damien!" She cried out, her back arching off the stone as his tongue swept through her folds.
He licked and sucked and explored with single-minded focus, using everything he’d learned about her body over the months they’d been together. He knew exactly where to lick, exactly how much pressure to apply, exactly how to drive her absolutely insane with pleasure.
His tongue circled her clit with devastating precision, then moved lower to thrust inside her, tasting her arousal mixed with the mineral water of the spring. Then back to her clit, sucking the sensitive bundle of nerves into his mouth while two fingers pushed inside her again.
"Oh god, oh god, Damien, I can’t...." Aria’s hands fisted in his hair, not sure if she was trying to pull him away or hold him closer.
"Yes, you can," he murmured against her pussy, the vibration making her whimper. "You can and you will. Give me another one, Aria. Come on my tongue."
He redoubled his efforts, his fingers curling inside her while his mouth worked her clit relentlessly. Within minutes, she was coming again, her second orgasm ripping through her with even more intensity than the first.
But Damien didn’t stop. Didn’t give her a moment to recover. Just kept licking and sucking and fingering her through the orgasm and straight into building another one.
"Damien, please, it’s too much...."
"One more," he demanded. "Give me one more like this, and then I’ll fuck you properly. Come on, baby. One more on my tongue."
By the time her third orgasm hit, Aria was sobbing, her body completely boneless, trembling uncontrollably from the overwhelming pleasure. She’d never come three times in such quick succession, had never been pushed to this level of sensation, and her mind felt like it was short-circuiting.
Damien finally raised his head from between her thighs, his lips glistening with her arousal, his eyes dark with savage satisfaction. He looked at her pleasure-wrecked face and smiled....predatory and possessive and full of dark promise.
"Now that’s a beautiful sight," he murmured. "You, completely undone. But we’re not finished yet, Aria. We promised to create memories here, and we’ve barely started."
